Manuel García: My Brother-in-Law and My Naughty Friend, Kartoniert / Broschiert

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These stories are forged in the heat of real life-nights that smell of sweat, gasoline, beer, and men who pretend not to feel anything. Manuel García writes about virile men with rough hands and guarded eyes, the kind who say little but reveal everything in the way they stand, breathe, or lean too close. Here, desire rises from friction: a shove, a challenge, a look held one second too long. This is masculine, carnal eroticism-raw, unsentimental, undeniable.

The title story unfolds during one of Guilherme's chaotic parties, where music shakes the walls and tempers flare faster than the beer runs out. Guilherme-the arrogant, tattooed brother-in-law with loose shorts slung low on his hips-moves through the noise like something dangerous waiting to happen. He mocks, he provokes, and he doesn't realize how much power he holds over the one man who watches him more closely than he should.

From the doorway, I saw his silhouette lit by the headlights, his back broad and bare, skin glistening beneath the hanging smoke. He turned for a moment-just enough for our eyes to lock-and in that glance there was a threat, a dare, and a desire neither of us would name. Not yet.

And when a "naughty friend" slips into the yard and the night tips beyond control, one truth cuts through the chaos: some encounters are born in conflict, but consummated in pure, unfiltered need.